And down upon your knees!—Why,’tis the Prince!
—— The Prince!—
—— Oh, I should know him anywhere,
And anyhow disguised.
—— —But the Prince is chain’d.
—— And of a loftier presence—
—— ’Tis he, I tell you;
Only bewilder’d as he was before.
God save your Royal Highness! On our knees
Beseech you answer us!